Dough, live stuffing, kneading, rolling skin...... Jiang Xingchen was busy in the kitchen, and the little girl was watching with interest.

"Brother, why are you chopping the meat, can this still be stewed...... How do you eat the noodles into such a small flake...... Hey, it's actually stuffing meat into the noodles......"

The little girl kept chattering, but Jiang Xingchen was not upset at all, and explained carefully to the little girl.

Listening to Mei'er's admiration, there was an indescribable warmth in his heart. The status of dumplings in the hearts of Chinese people is self-evident, and what it represents is almost not a food, but a feeling of home. When the Spring Festival arrives, whether it is a student studying abroad or a farmer who goes out to work, they will rush home and eat a meal of dumplings made by their mothers, but what they eat is the concern and miss of their parents.

Today, the decoration at home was completed, so Jiang Xingchen thought of having a full meal of dumplings. And the situation in the kitchen at this time brought him the security and warmth of home, although there were only two people in this home, he and Mei'er.

There are no leeks and no eggs, Jiang Xingchen can only wrap pork and green onion stuffing, which is the only regret.

When the dumplings were put into the pot, Jiang Xingchen sat in front of the stove, grabbed a handle next to him, and pushed and pulled it up hard.

"Whoop, ......whoop, whoop" sounded in a very rhythmic voice, the flame in the stove was blazing, the water in the pot was boiling violently, and the dumplings were constantly tumbling.

The little girl looked at her brother's movements in surprise and muttered, "It turns out that this strange thing is a ...... to increase firepower."

When she first moved, she saw her brother's renovation of the stove and bed, and she was very curious, and she once asked, but her brother only said that you knew it, and now she sees it, she understands the role of the push-pull bellows. She couldn't help but look forward to the transformed big bed again, and there was nothing special about sleeping on it for the past two days, except for feeling firm......

The dumplings puffed up a round belly like a pig, floating one by one, white and crystalline, looking at it made me have an appetite, Mei'er's mind had been attracted to it, and she couldn't help but purse her lips and swallow her saliva.

"It's about to come out of the pot, you go get vinegar and peel a few more cloves of garlic!" Jiang Xingchen said.

"Hey!" the little girl said crisply, turning to prepare.

But just when she was preparing the vinegar and garlic, the sound of a slamming door came into her ears.

Jiang Xingchen's hand moved, and a helpless wry smile appeared on his face, there are only a few people he is familiar with now, and at this time, this dumpling ......

The little girl also raised her mouth, as if her favorite toy was about to be snatched away. Of course, she knows what kind of appetite her brother's friends have, and last time Sun Sanqiang was such a thin and withered person, he ate four flatbreads.

However, this small dissatisfaction quickly dissipated, and she was still grateful to her brother's friend. Therefore, Mei'er immediately adjusted her mentality and trotted out to open the door.

"Sister Hongxian, it's you!" opened the door and saw someone coming, Mei'er immediately showed a bright smile.

"Hey, little girl, your complexion is much better, a little bit of a little beauty's embryo!" Mo Hongxian outside the door saw Mei'er's white and tender face, smiled, and reached out to pinch her face gently.

"Ahh

"Hehe, what about your brother?" Mo Hongxian didn't continue to tease the little girl, and immediately asked.

"It's in the kitchen! Sister Hongxian, please come in!" the little girl said, leading Mo Hongxian inside.

"The house you bought is good, and 10,000 citrine coins are worth the price...... Huh!" Mo Hongxian followed in, saying as she walked. But in the middle of the conversation, he stopped abruptly, and his delicate nose twitched a few times.

Mei'er saw Mo Hongxian's expression, bit her lip lightly, and said secretly in her heart: "Sister Hongxian is a girl, she shouldn't eat much......"

Entering the kitchen, Mo Hongxian's eyes were fixed on the dumplings.

"You've come up with new food again, it looks very good......" When Mo Hongxian spoke, he didn't look at Jiang Xingchen at all, and was completely attracted by the crystal white dumplings.

"Sister Hongxian, ...... you came this time" Jiang Xingchen was also relieved to see that it was Mo Hongxian, he made more than a hundred dumplings, and it was enough for three people to eat.

"This is yours!" Before Jiang Xingchen finished speaking, Mo Hongxian had already thrown him a ticket number from the Imperial Bank, and then said loudly: "I haven't eaten yet, it's just in time today, hurry up and tell me, how this thing should be eaten!"

Jiang Xingchen grabbed the ticket number, and when he saw the figure of 680,000 on it, his hand trembled. Originally, he estimated that there would be eighty restaurants in Hongyuan City to buy, which was already good, after all, 10,000 citrine coins was not a small amount. Looking at this amount, some of the leading restaurants in the city should have bought them all.

Mei'er also saw this number next to her, and immediately covered her mouth, and was blocked back with an exclamation. Although she knew that her brother was cooperating with Bauhinia to sell secret recipes, she didn't expect that there would be so much money.

In the past, no matter whether her brother activated Yuanquan or got back the ticket number of tens of thousands of citrine coins, it was within the scope of her heart. But now seeing this number, Mei'er's brain was shocked into a blank, and then the ecstasy erupted from her heart, quickly enveloping her whole body.

"Jiang Ling, hurry up, how can you eat this thing?" Mo Hongxian was dissatisfied, and turned her head to glare at Jiang Xingchen.

"Ah!" Jiang Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and put the ticket number in his arms, and stepped forward to teach Mo Hongxian how to eat dumplings.

"Dip it in vinegar, it's garlic! garlic is so spicy...... Woo, fragrant, what a fragrance!" Mo Hongxian ate a mouthful of dumplings, and the juicy meat filling was mixed with vinegar, which strongly stimulated her taste buds, so that she couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth.

Then, almost without being taught, Mo Hongxian took a bite of garlic and chewed for a while. Then I picked up another dumpling......

Seeing that the plates of dumplings were decreasing, Jiang Xingchen and Mei'er looked at each other in a daze: "Is she really a woman, she is even more grandfather than ...... grandfather?"

"Jiangling, peel a few more garlic heads!" Mo Hongxian said suddenly in a vague voice.

"Hey!" Jiang Xingchen stumbled at his feet: "How many heads of garlic do you eat, why don't you let me wrap a braid of garlic for you!"

Peeling the garlic helplessly, Jiang Xingchen was also glad in his heart: "Fortunately, there are many dumplings today, otherwise it is really not enough......"

However, before his thoughts fell, the knock on the door sounded again, and Jiang Xingchen's head was instantly covered with black lines.

Mei'er puffed up her mouth again, she hadn't eaten any of the dumplings her brother had made for her, so she was here again.

Mei'er turned around to open the door, Jiang Xingchen hurriedly ordered the second pot of dumplings, and Mo Hongxian's big plate had already bottomed out.

This time it was Zhao Danqing who came, and he brought thirty pills containing vitality at once.

Similarly, the moment he entered the kitchen, Zhao Danqing was attracted by what Mo Hongxian ate regardless of his image.

Seeing that Zhao Danqing brought so much medicine, Jiang Xingchen was of course full of joy and wanted to give money.

Zhao Danqing waved his hand: "My father said, these thirty payments of medicine are the gratitude of the Zhao family pharmaceutical, not a copper coin!

When he spoke, Zhao Danqing also didn't look at Jiang Xingchen. Then put the medicine on the ground, leaned over to Mo Hongxian, and said with a smile: "Sister Hongxian~"

"What are you doing!" Mo Hongxian turned his head sharply.

"Woo~" Zhao Danqing only felt a strong pungent smell rushing into his nasal cavity, his head was a little dizzy, and he staggered back again.

"Poof!" Jiang Xingchen, who was cooking dumplings, saw it, so he couldn't laugh out loud, talking about eating garlic, the taste in his mouth was strange.

But then, Jiang Xingchen couldn't laugh, Zhao Danqing's appetite can be described as terrifying, and the second brother is not even a chirp compared to him.

Mo Hongxian ate more than 30 dumplings, and he was already full! The remaining more than 70 dumplings almost all went into Zhao Danqing's stomach, as if he had never eaten, and the dumplings were sent to his mouth one by one. Moreover, this product has no intention of seeing anything outside, and I don't know how to leave some for Jiang Xingchen and Mei'er. Not only that, but he actually made a judgment about eating garlic......

With outsiders present, Mei'er has always been quiet, but now, she is humming dissatisfied.

The corners of Jiang Xingchen's mouth twitched, and he wanted to cry without tears: "What a big stomach this is, it seems that it has to be repacked!"

"It's not enough to eat!Brother Jiangling, is there anything else!" Jiang Xingchen was thinking about it, when Zhao Danqing suddenly wiped his mouth and turned his head to say.

"Cough, cough, cough ......" Jiang Xingchen was so shocked by this sentence that he coughed, and even Mo Hongxian, who was covering his mouth next to him to digest food, tilted his body, obviously shocked.

"It's really gone this time! more than seventy dumplings, haven't you eaten enough?" Jiang Xingchen said with resentment.

"Uh!" Zhao Danqing reacted at this time, he patronized and ate, but he actually forgot that his master was still hungry. But I can't blame him, he's already delicious, where has he ever eaten such a delicious thing.

"What's that......" Zhao Danqing scratched his head in embarrassment, laughed, and said: "Brother Jiangling, you prepare tomorrow, the seven army commanders are here, I need you to show them again!"

After speaking, Zhao Danqing looked around the kitchen again with his eyes and confirmed that there were no dumplings, so he smiled and hurriedly said goodbye, leaving a room full of garlic smells.

Then, Mo Hongxian also covered her mouth and left, she was too greedy today, and her mouth was full of garlic. Even if she is a grandfather, it is difficult to hide the embarrassment.

After the two of them left, Jiang Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to clean up the messy dishes and chopsticks.

Mei'er stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Xingchen's sleeve and shouted aggrievedly: "Brother!"

"It's okay! there's still meat at home, my brother will wrap it for you again!" Jiang Xingchen smiled slightly, and rubbed the top of Mei'er's head dotingly.

"Hmm!" the little girl nodded and smiled, what she enjoyed most now was her brother's doting.

Remix the dough, chop the filling, roll the skin, wrap the ......

But just when everything was done and the dumplings were put into the pot, there was another knock on the door.

"Ah~" Jiang Xingchen was full of black lines, and he was so depressed that he wanted to scream: "No matter who it is, if you grab our dumplings again, I will fight with you!"